...around; there was nothing much but the usual items that one found in the bathroom. She stepped out of the room and closed the door. She walked to the end of the corridor which had a door; she opened it and walked into what had once been Sandra’s bedroom. There was a medium sized bed pressed against the wall in the middle of the room facing the three closets that were adjacent to the door.
At the far right side of the room was a dress mirror and a small cushioned stool in front of it. Mackenzie walked to the dress mirror and pulled open the drawers that were placed at its bottom. She searched its contents but there was nothing more than items of makeup and under garments. She crossed over to the other side of the room where a small stand with a TV sitting on it stood. She picked up the files that were heaped next to the stand and went to sit on the bed.
She began looking through them; some were work files other more personal ones such as bank statements and doctor’s reports. Mackenzie was about to place them back where she found them when one particular file caught her attention. It was black and on it were the words ‘Sheryl Peterson’. She held it and looked at it carefully; it looked old but yet well kept. She opened it and began reading it.
The first paper she read was a document that had details of the home Sheryl been taken off for the first ten months of her life before she was adopted by Pierce and Gill. She browsed through it but there was nothing that caught her attention. She turned the page and looked at the next one. It was a document that had the profiles of Sheryl’s adopted parents; she quickly scanned through this one as well but there wasn’t anything that she found relevant.
The next document was Sheryl’s birth certificate. Mackenzie read it but still there wasn’t anything she found. She turned to the next document but stopped when she...
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